Elizabeth walked up the stairs with her teeth grinding together. Her hand held on the bannister as she went and she could feel her spin stiffen underneath his touch as his hand moved to the small of her back and his coat remained over his arm. She did her best not to feel repulsed by the feeling of his fingers on her skin as she led him to where she and Tommy were staying during their time in London. She was more concerned about how they had found them. How was this possible? They thought that they had been careful in hiding, but apparently they had been anything but careful. Everyone had found them.

"So how does it feel being married to gypsy scum?"

Campbell's voice was low and harsh as Elizabeth came to the corridor and she felt his hand run up and down the small of her back as she did her best to stop her stomach from churning.

"Hm?" Campbell urged her, his voice now next to her ear. "Always suspected you were a girl with class deep down, especially after you told me that you knew nothing about the Shelby's business, or was that just a lie? Think that you can lie your way out of this?"

"Tommy will not let you take him," Elizabeth whispered back as Campbell moved his hand to the ends of her hair, tangling there and pulling her head back, causing her to stop her movements straight away. She winced in pain, her hand moving to try and push his from her hair as he held her down, his face now hovering above hers as his grip seemed to increase in her hair.

"Maybe it isn't Tommy I want," he whispered to her, his free hand now moving up her side as she winced, her fingers still trying to push his from her hair. "Maybe it's someone else I want."

"Let go of me," Elizabeth demanded as his hand finally moved to squeeze her chin in his fingertips.

"I don't think so," Campbell said. "You see, I have no intention of letting you and Thomas Shelby live a happy life…not after I tell him what I want from him."

He pushed Elizabeth forwards then, watching as she almost tripped over her feet and he caught her by the back of her neck, squeezing her tightly as she pushed the door to their suite open. The door opened to reveal Tommy stood there in just his shirt, trousers and waistcoat. A gun was held in his holster as he looked to the door, his eyes widening at the sight he saw. Moving to the door, he took Elizabeth by the hand, pushing Campbell from her as she wrapped her arms around one of Tommy's.

"Ah, Mr Shelby," Campbell spoke. "How good it is to see you here."

"What do you want?" Tommy wondered.

He suspected that if Campbell wanted to arrest him then he would have brought back up. Would he be foolish enough to come here with no one but himself? Tommy knew that if it came to it then he could overpower Campbell and get Elizabeth away from him. He only hoped that it would not come to that. He would prefer to run and never return if possible.

"I'm not here to arrest you, Mr Shelby," Campbell declared, wandering around the vast room as Tommy watched him with intrigue as his arm went to wrap around Elizabeth's shoulders and hold her to him. "I am here because the Prime Minister has a bigger job for you. He was impressed with you for besting me before. Of course, he doesn't know that I could have my revenge at any moment."

"Then why don't yer?" Tommy decided to wonder as Elizabeth felt her wrap her arm up his back, her hand resting just on his shoulder blade as she turned to the side against him. "I want nothin' to do with what yer 'ave to offer me."

Keeping quiet, Campbell regarded the two across from him. He would enjoy slowly torturing them instead of giving them what they wanted. They wanted peace and quiet and Campbell intended to give them none of it. He knew all about the Shelby's plan to take over Epsom and he would exploit that. He would see them suffer before he ended Thomas Shelby once and for all.

"You won't say that when you know what we are offering you," Campbell decreed. "You see, you still have family up in Birmingham, Mr Shelby…little brothers…an aunt…it would be a shame if any of them were to get hurt because you couldn't just do as you were asked."

"Don't you dare," Tommy hissed.

"Then do not presume to tell me to leave without hearing my offer."

The Inspectors glare seemed to increase as Elizabeth did her best not to look too worried at his words. Tommy was not as optimistic. He was sure that there was a method behind this sudden madness, but he did not particularly want to know what it was.

"Then what is it?" Tommy demanded, his fingers curling into the small of Elizabeth's back as she ran her hand up and down his back, trying to calm herself rather than Tommy.

"You're planning to take over Epsom and there's a man I want dead," Campbell spoke. "The Prime Minister wants you to be our very own assassinator."

"No," Elizabeth whispered, shaking her head back and forth. "You cannot demand that of him."

Campbell shrugged his shoulders and moved to remove his hat from the top of his head as he regarded Tommy with a smug smile. He thought that he had won this battle. The look on his face was telling Tommy that.

"I can demand what I want from him if he wants to stay out of jail and keep his family safe," he responded and Elizabeth kept her hand still as Tommy continued to stare at Campbell, keeping his demeanour calm and collected. "Besides, I doubt you'd want to visit your husband in jail, Mrs Shelby…or become a widow at such a young age."

Shaking her head, Elizabeth felt anger course through her body as Campbell moved into the briefcase he was carrying. He pulled a file out and dropped it on the dresser which was housing all of Elizabeth's toiletries.

"Field Marshal Russell," Campbell motioned to the file with his chin. "He's…well…a rather unsavoury character, but I suspect you are used to them. We want him dead because he is a…a problem to the Prime Minister and to us. The finer details are in the file which I am sure you shall read over."

"And if I say no?" Tommy demanded.

"Then…I promise that I will look after that wife of yours," Campbell declared, a slim smirk on his face as he wandered off to the door and Tommy began to move after him but Elizabeth took hold of him by the arm and shook her head, stopping him from doing anything.

Campbell shut the door on them and Tommy released Elizabeth before he balled his hand into a fist and slammed it against the closed door, panting for breath as he kept his fists pressed against the door and Elizabeth sank down at the end of the bed, wondering when all of this would come to an end.

Laying on the bed, Elizabeth was still dressed in her gown as they intended to go out later that evening and visit Alfie Solomons before travelling up to Epsom where Tommy intended to buy a race horse. Elizabeth had asked him if he was sure about getting involved in his old business, but Tommy felt as though he had no choice. They had tried to run and it had not gone well.

Tommy would do this one last job for Solomons and Campbell and then he was out. He had told Elizabeth and she had just laid down on the bed, looking to the ceiling as she tried to take in what she was being told.

Tommy sighed and finished reading the folder which Campbell had given him. He moved to the bed and laid next to Elizabeth, propping himself onto his elbow and dropping his head into his hand before his other hand freely roamed over Elizabeth's stomach softly, drawing her attention from the ceiling and back to him.

"This is dangerous," Elizabeth informed him. "You know how dangerous this is."

"I know," Tommy promised her. "When did you find him?"

"Oh," Elizabeth said, recalling the breakfast she had with Alfie Solomons. "I was having breakfast with Alfie Solomons…he came here looking for me…he wanted to offer me a job before I came back up here and Campbell found me on the staircase."

Shaking his head, Tommy sat up slightly once more as he looked down to Liz with furrowed brows, wondering what she was saying to him. What did she mean Solomons had offered her a job? What was this job doing? Keeping silent for a moment, Tommy pursed his lips together as Elizabeth watched her husband with wonder and she sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

"Alfie wanted me to become his bookkeeper," Elizabeth spoke. "He said that he had never had a woman speak up to him like I had done. I told him that I was not interested because we would not be in London forever."

"Did you want a job with Solomons?" he asked from her and Elizabeth shook her head. "You're clever enough."

"But we are not staying here, are we?" Elizabeth wondered from him.

Tommy sighed and shrugged his shoulders as Elizabeth sat up, her gaze growing accusatory as Tommy sat up too, his hand moving to hold Elizabeth's cheek, cradling it softly as he watched her with intrigue.

"We 'ave no choice," Tommy reminded her. "I 'ave to do this now. I don't like being threatened, Liz, by anyone. I will get us out of this and we will go wherever you want."

Sighing, Elizabeth shook her head. "I don't like it, Tommy. I don't think going up against Darby Sabini or Campbell is a good idea…hell, I don't even trust Alfie but we seem to have no choice on the matter."

"I hate it as much as you," Tommy assured her. "But I 'ave to do this…beating Sabini is necessary. He won't leave us alone so we 'ave to do somethin' about 'im. If that means working with Solomons then so be it. After we almost 'ad 'is men to do to you…Liz…"

"But they did not," Elizabeth said, moving to rest on her knees before Tommy, her own hands moving to his cheeks and holding them softly as she looked him in the eye, her fingers finding his short cut hair as she moved her hands against him. "Tommy, Sabini scares me, if you must know. Campbell scares me too. I don't want either one of them to hurt you…and by making you assassinate someone…Tommy that is wrong. It is cruel. He should have no right."

Tommy gave Liz a sad smile before he moved to peck her lips softly.

"I 'ave killed before, Liz," Tommy told her. "And if killin' keeps you safe…then I will do anythin'."

"I don't want you to kill," Elizabeth declared, sounding horrified. "You should never have been put in this position and I cannot believe Campbell has done this. It is unfair, Tommy. You should not be forced to do this. How are you so calm?"

Tommy chuckled at that and dragged Elizabeth to lay back down next to him, his arms around her waist to cradle her by his side as she closed her eyes and did her best to take deep breaths.

"Because one of us has to be calm," Tommy told her. "Stressin' over this will not 'elp…I 'ave to do this and be calm, Liz. I need to keep us both safe. It's just you and me against everyone else until we get out of this mess."

Sighing, Elizabeth nodded and proceeded to rest against Tommy's side. It was just her and him. She liked the sound of that. If only she knew in a few weeks time it would be more than just her and Tommy. There would be another small Shelby growing inside of her.

A/N: So sorry for not updating in a while, been busy with exams for the past two weeks. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and next chapter we get into the juicy part of the story!